The Cl0ckworks Drag0n -Prol0gue- Moonlight poured in through the broken castillo wall, filling the small cobblestone room with a pale blue light. In the center of the room sat an old dragon hunched over a large iron desk, his scales the color of blazing copper. His dark amber eyes were narrowed in concentration as he fumbled over a small oro gear. Suddenly, an ear-splitting roar broke through his concentration. The copper-scaled dragon whipped his head around as another dragon, scales black as night, burst through the castillo wall. The newcomer threw herself on the other dragon, sending him...